Lyrics:
'cause I need me a breeze
'Cause it's gettin' hard to breathe
Yeah, ironically I get it from the trees it
Take me high to the Garden of E
Feel like I'm
Smacked in your mouth by a nigga rockin' six rings
24 karat, all gold, like a young king
These niggas playin' both parts like Regina King
Dick in
He'll never be alone (never be alone)
'Cause like a river runs dry
And leaves its scars behind
I'll be by your side (I'll be by your side)
'Cause my
water and freeze it
E I rock with the blood of Jesus
Cover my body my technique is MURDA, Irv Gotti
This lyrical seminar got my signature
written in
treadin' high water
To get back to you
Been looking for a low spot
Or something to cling to
There's too many bodies
There's not enough room
God help
ripes with old age, if you got it
Now wake up you distressed, yeh yeh yeh
Under, under oppressor man affliction
Hell fire can't be quenched with water no
Wrist water no melon
Im up they so jealous
Im up they so jealous
I’m on the gas you smell me
High in the clouds no heli
Your friends snakes they melly
Don't worry go on living your life
Because that's the way it ought to be
The waves roll high until the water fall low
They vibe at the trail rides all
and the wires are made of light
Though by Hell and high water we are set to launch tonight
Together we will anticipate
The departure of our collective fate
Once
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
you hell wit all this fire man fireman we them ones that supply the supplier man
I just wanna live good take trips over seas buy bottles by the cases
I've been fucking busy
What the hell, you think I fell off?
(Think I fell off? Na)
I've been working on a plan in the lab
Say thank god
Thank God,
chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s
chased him since birth
Not enough holy waters or holy fathers to reverse it,
Disturbed by the models hanging on the ceiling high,
They worship, he’s
runnin' up in Saks with the ill army
Shake Feds, play dead, yo check out what Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the Branson break bread
High energy, all
move stealth Like ninja dealt some damage
Take you down to hell
Come correct
No confusing me with someone else
I do the best for myself
And don't worry
repentance
I'm heart broken while chokin'
On a joint dipped in water
And high hopin' the future's wide open
For my daughter my eyes are open
To all
ground ground
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
heard ya bitch did ya dirty, now I fuck with her
I think you terrified to come hither
Pussy
Don't try to tell me what it is
If it's water under
They fire off well placed artillery
Firing millions of shells
It changes the face of the battlefield
Into scenes reminiscent of hell
By now that's
the wishing well, by the wishing well
An old song but your heart can't tell when you're out there raising hell
By the wishing well, by the water
Flipped a coin,
really much that you can talisman
Now I don’ been through hell and high water,
And you don’ been through hell and high water
So here’s the plan…I’ll rub
Yea yea yea
I been everywhere it hurt
Yea yea yea
I been everywhere it hurt
So I need you to find my love
I went through high waters and hell all for
fixed
And its branches reach very high to the sky
Giving its fruit at all times by the leave of its Lord
And Allah sets forth parables for mankind
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